RHYMES OF THE ROAD

New Zealand Times, Volume LII, Issue 12199, 25 July 1925, Page 18

RHYMES OF THE ROAD

BY DUDLEY GLASS The road to Halcyoradale is fine, along the breaches breezy; 'By starting out at six w'd make the, trip in one day, easy. There’s pot a nicer spot on earth, and now it's in its primes We’d spend a week there right away—if I could spare the time I t It wouldn’t cost so, wry much to take a tour out west; We’ve figured every shilling out, and how to stretch it hast. By gosh, I’d like to pack things'up 'and start across the nation; - I’d do it, too, provided, I could get a real vacationl Wo might drive out to , Grandpa’s home—he lives upon a farm; A week or two. of country life would.do my kids no harm. I’d love to lpaf i and fish and eat , till-loafing made me tired, But if. I left my job just now most likely . I’d be fired I And that’s the worst about a carl It makes you long to quit Whatever ties you to a desk, and out the highway flit. In summer time all business folks, I think, should shut up shop 1 And play—hut mayhe in that case - our salaries would stop!